Zayn's P.O.V.
I wake up and instantly call Liam.
"Zayn.." he answers in his sleepy voice
"Get out of bed and come over" I tell him and smile
"But first, how're you feeling this morning?"
"Better.." I lie, "but seeing you would make me feel best..." I tease, but know this is the truth
"Whatever it takes" he tells me and I hang up the phone
I get up and brush my teeth and put on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. 5 minutes later, I hear the doorbell ring. I rush down the stairs.
Liam's P.O.V.
Zayn opens the door and I greet him with a huge hug, enough to pick him up off the ground. Seeing him happy is the greatest feeling.
"So your parents aren't home, I see?.." I ask him with a smirk
"Why'd you think I invited you? You know how they are.." Zayn jokes but I do know how his parents don't approve of Zayn's sexuality.
We go up to his room and we both lay down on the bed and I hold him close as we listen to music.
He starts to dose off and I think, for the thousandth time, how much I love Zayn.
